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Never In a Million Years (Zayn Malik)

chapter 39

"maybe that someone wouldn't have done that if You wouldn't go around Fucking someone else behind their back!"
i was ready to come back at him with a non so polite come back but after i comprehended what he said,my mouth fell open.i couldn't even think of anything to say,what the hell was he talking about!Fucking someone else!where does he hear these things?!!doesn't he have that much trust in me!i was with him last night and he thinks i fucked someone else!
ok now i'm angry
i yelled:
"what are you talking about!?"
"oh please,don't give me all that shit Annabelle!I know what you did!"
"what did i do zayn?!!!please enlighten me!"
"i'm done Annabelle,i'm not talking to you about this,i'm just going to clean you up and we can both go our own ways like nothing happened"
"you know what!that's fine by me!i was so much better without you!i'm just glad it didn't go anywhere serious,But i'm not done with you!you have to tell me what are you talking about!i was with you last night zayn,you think i was with someone else today!!!i was with Liyha and my 4 other best friend's the whole DAY!So please tell me where did you get this fucking idea that i'm with someone else which obviously is a load of bullshit!"
"I said i'm done talking Annabelle,so stop."
i wanted to argue with him more,why does he think like this?where the hell does he get the ideas!?
but i stayed quiet.
maybe we are better off without each other.
maybe thats whats best for every one
maybe we just aren't meant to be
maybe he doesn't like me anymore


but that doesn't mean i don't like him
that doesn't mean i want this to end
that doesn't mean i want to lose him

but i still stayed quiet.
i ran barefoot and i got scratches and wounds because of him,i think that's enough to make yourself look like a needy pathetic fool for one night,hell for the rest of your life.
i'm not asking him again.
even if it means never seeing him again.
since we're better of without each other
and then we can both go our own ways like nothing happened.
i was so lost in thinking that i didn't notice zayn slowing down in front of an apartment.it wasn't something big but it looked real classy and elegant.
he parked the car just in front of the doors and got out of the car.i opened the car door and got out before he could come to help me.
he tried to lift me up again but i said:
"i can walk myself thank you"
he ignored me and once again picked me up,i told him:
"put me down zayn,Right now!"
he acted like i wasn't even there and walked towards the door,the door man opened the door and when he saw us his eyes went widened.after we got in he said:
"Mr Malik is everything alright?do you need me to call an ambulance?do you need help?does she need to go to the hospital?"
"Thank you Jones but she fell down and busted her knees,it's nothing serious i'll just clean her up and i'm sure she'll be ok,can you help me with the elevator though"
Jones said:
"of course"
then he pressed the elevators button and after zayn got in he got out a card with the number 9 on it and held it in front of what i presume was an electric eye.zayn nodded his head in appreciation and jones bowed to him before the doors closed.
i told him again:
"zayn put me down"
once again he ignored me and to prove his point his grip tightened on me.
believe me if i had a choice i would've gone away the second he said we were done.but i'm not in a good situation and i really don't have any other options.so i just glared at him and he smirked.
god if i only could wipe that smirk off of his face.
the elevators ding told us we were at the ninth floor and when they opened we were welcomed by the inside of the house itself.
i guess that's what the car was for,it was some kind of a key.
zayn got out of the elevator and still didn't put me down.i swear he was doing this because i wanted him to put me down.
he walked straight pass the living room,through a big door which led us to a big room and in to the bathroom.
i have to say i was surprised.i always imagined people like zayn leaved in 10 story building or something.not in a normal apartment.i couldn't stop myself so i asked:
"you live here?"
zayn shrugged his shoulders which was hard since he still was holding me and said:
"i wanted a normal place just for me so i bought here.i come here alone."
i nodded my head.he put me down on the toilet and said:
"don't move"
he went out of the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with some stuff which i think were bandages.i told him:
"its not that bad,i don't think it need's bandages"
"you need to cover any type of wound or cut no matter how big or small so it wont get infected or something"
i nodded my head.it was really awkward between us,he went to the sink and washed his hands with soap,then he opened the cabinet under the sink and brought out some antibiotics.he also got out some of those cotton napkin thingy's which i think he's gonna use to clean my cuts.
he got one of the cotton stuff,i really need to learn their names,and soaked it a little bit and then put some antibiotic's on it.then he leaned down in front of me and said:
"this defiantly is going to sting,i'm sorry but i need to clean them"
i nodded my head,then he gently padded my wound's with it.
it sting so i hissed.he looked at me with apologetic eyes and said:
"it was stupid of you to do that"
"i told you maybe i wouldn't have if you wouldn't leave me like that,i thought i actually did something to hurt you"
"well,if you don't think cheating on someone is going to hurt them i don't know what to say to you"
"zayn for the last time i didn't cheat on you,who gave you this stupid idea?"
he didn't answer me,but i wasn't going to stop now:
"who told you i cheated on you zayn?"
he pressed a little harder on my wound and i hissed one more time.he said:
"i'm not talking about that"
i didn't say anything.
oh don't get me wrong me and him are going to have a big talk in about few minutes,but maybe after he's done poking a napkin at my cut's.
after he was done,he threw away all of the used stuff and washed his hand again.
i have to admit,it was kinda cute and hot at the same time to see him take care of me.
No,stop,don't think about him like that anymore.
but i can't help it.
he grabbed the bandages and sat down on the edge of the bath tub.he patted his knee and said:
"put one of your feet on here"
i did as he told me and i blushed a little.i mean my dress clearly wasn't made to be in this situation.i closed the gap between my feet and i swear to god i saw him smirk again.i blushed again and suddenly the floor became a really interesting subject to me.
after he was done with m left knee he said:
"next one"
i put that one down and brought the next one up.
since now it was my right knee's turn and he was sitting on my left i had to turn completely towards him.i did and i saw him staring at me.i looked anywhere but his face.i slowly brought my other knee up and he started wrapping the bandages around this one too.
after he was finished he said:
"all done with your knees,i think you can take care of your hands yourself until i go find something for you to wear,i may have some clothes that belong to liyha in the car"
i nodded my head to him and told him:
"ok"
when he got up and went towards the door i told him:
"oh and zayn?"
"yeah?"
"thank you"
i smiled at him and he smiled back at me for one second but he went outside.i got up and i have to say,the pain in my knees were really less.i went in front of the mirror and gasped at my reflection.
my hair was all messed up.i had some blood on my face and my make up was all smushed up.
what a great birth day!
i shook my head, and started washing the palm of my hands,it wasn't really that bad.after i was done i decided i should clean my face too.
just then i heard zayn come back he came in and gave me a bag,he said:
"i didn't really look inside,but i'm sure it's Liyha's,and you guys are about the same size so it should fit you"
"thank you "
he nodded and said:
"i'll leave so you can change"
"ok"
he went out and close the door behind him.i didn't lock the door though,i think it would be disrespectful to him.
but why should i respect him when he said all of those things?
i shook the thought out of my head one more time and told myself 'he just took care of me,he cares'
i cleaned my face from all the make up and cleaned my head in the sink as well.i dried my head and face with one of the towels and opened the bag zayn gave me.it was a Dress and flats. so that was good since i couldn't wear any tight jeans or anything.although the dress was too short for my liking.
i didn't have anything else to wear so i had to put it on much to my dismay.
after i was done i looked at myself in the mirror.i didn't look that bad.i looked like i was going out with my friends or something.but right now i really would give anything to be in my own pjs.
my hair was still a little damp so i didn't do anything with it.i cleaned everywhere and threw my dress away since it was ruined.
after i was done i looked at myself again and prepared myself for whatever was about to come.i was going to talk with zayn and i knew we would fight most likely.but i need to find out who told him those things.
i got out from the bathroom but i didn't see him in the room.i went in to the living room and i saw him sitting on the couch.but something else caught my attention.there was a liquor bottle on the table in front of him and a glass next to it.
i didn't know zayn drank.
maybe he does but it's a time to time thing.
he noticed me and i saw him looking me up and down and i blushed a little.he said:
"you know,you shouldn't wear those kind's of dresses anymore,they show too much skin"
"it's the only thing i have right now"
"what about your birthday dress?practically all of the boys in the party were eating you with their eyes.i told you i don't like to share.and you see,wearing thing's like that makes my suspicions seem more truthful"
"you thought i was cheating on you because of a dress?Liyha and my friends bought that dress for me,i couldn't tell them no!"
"it's not only because of a dress Anna!"
"then what s it about?!!!"
he got up from the couch and in a second he was standing in front of me.it's times like this where i wish i wasn't shorter than zayn.when he's towering over me.
i was scared of him since he was drunk and mad.so i walked backwards.but he didn't stop and he kept on coming towards me:
"do you wanna know what is it about?i'll tell you what is it about,it's about when i hear this boy telling his friend about the nice shag he got from birthday girl that morning.even though the girl has a boyfriend.it's about when i hear him say that to the girl the boyfriend doesn't mean anything.it's about when i hear him continue on and on about how fucking good she was in bed!it's about when i hear him say that he wasn't the first guy she cheated on her boyfriend with!it's about when i hear him say that she told him she's only using the boyfriend!"
by now he was really angry.i knew what he was talking about now.yesterday was another girls birthday.her name's Jessica.she's known for the school's slut.everyone know's she cheats on her boyfriend and she's only using him.zayn must've thought he was talking about me.
"but do you wanna know what made me most angry?"
"zayn it's not what you..."
"Do you!?"
"zayn just listen..."
"No Annabelle i'm done with listening to you!it's your turn to listen!what made me most angry was the fact that the boy said he felt sorry for the girl's boyfriend!that the boyfriend must be a dumb shallow person!!and he's right!i am since i trusted you!since i even thought that maybe you can be something good!but i guess i was wrong,your nothing but a slut!just like i told you the day we met."
i was crying nonstop now.i know he's words aren't true but they hurt me.i know i'm not but still.i pushed him back and i yelled:
"Yeah zayn!you are a dumb shallow person!!since you don't even trust your own girlfriend and believe what ever every single fucking person say's!!If you would've thought about it for one minute maybe you would've reached the conclusion that maybe they aren't talking about Annabelle!yesterday was another girl's birthday,Jessica.she's known for being the school slut!she uses her boyfriend because his rich and she's not!she uses him for money!what have i used you for Zayn!!huh answer me!your fame!your money!what did i use you for?!!!did you even hear my name!did anyone mention anything about me!or did you just reach to the conclusion where you think i was the one who did it!!! "
i was full on yelling at him and i was still crying.but i continued:
"i can't believe you think of me that low!stay the fuck away from me zayn!!i don't want you in my life!we're done!"
with that i ran towards the elevator and clicked the button,thankfully since we were the last person's who used it it was still on zayn's floor.i got in and pressed the GF's button.the doors were closing when i saw zayn running towards me yelling:
"Anna stop the fucking elevator!just listen to..."
but he was cut of when the doors were closed.

Notes

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Comments

this is such a good story ! :D i love itt! pls write the next kinda chapter soon! PLS PLS write a second one!! xxxx

ONE OF THE BEST STORIES EVER!! so sad that it ended tho :(

Aamna Malik13 Aamna Malik13
4/16/14

ONE OF THE BEST STORIES EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so sad it ends..... :'(

AVIN AVIN
4/16/14

AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!

so goood and the last bit was so friggin sweet. xx AMAYZAYN x

Zi Aysha Zi Aysha
4/16/14

Omg Its Over Nooo What A Great Story Though

bonnie_st.cloud bonnie_st.cloud
4/16/14